Something in me flared up like fireworks in the sky. I know for sure this isn't just me. It's the white dragon.
It was as if I had been waiting for this fight for so long. I feel the pulse of a similar heart as we soar through the sky.
This form isn't something I thought I would be comfortable with. But now that I am in dragon's form, it's like I've been wanting to collide with the black dragon in the sky. To compete with a being of the same power, same intelligence as myself!
More than anyone, more than anything. I could feel his want to fight his forever rival.
Did the white dragon wait for me? Did he know I will bear the curse?
Maybe he knew the black dragon would give Seira the seed of life.
They may have lived in a different world, yet both knew what the other one would do.
